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SilenceI have never spoken to you- we talk without words, wire wrapped around my heart.Silence
Connections intangible. it seems strange
that you even exist.
I reach through this empty world, dreaming of thought, thinking of dreams,
and hold on to you tight.
by ~midnightcomes
Just a song -_-(Chords are D first inversion, A G D)Just a song -_-
I've never liked sunshine It's always seemed intrusive to me Being lost and lonely always seemed fine Never knew how good love could be..
Rainy days together Laughing through whatever Loving you forever, on and on When the sun is shining
We'll be outside flying I didn't know that life could be like this...
by ~midnightcomes
The SoldierParched and prickling, breathing smoke, Three days’ coarseness on his face, His fingers ‘round the white stick fumble In the town of sand, the deadened place, Silent, but for the distant rumble Of far off behemoths laying waste.The Soldier
A mingled sweat of heat and fear, His finger on the trigger poised, The safety off; He wipes his brow, Tasting tar, alert for noise, Sweeping the desolate scene below With dusted eyes and whispered voice.
A momentary flash somewhere – A crop of curls, dark, native hair – His fingers quicker than
by ~midnightcomes
by ~midnightcomes
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A writters biggest fear.Writting is my way to vent. A poem is the only thing I can invent. When I get down, sad and depressed. To the paper, a pen is pressed. Words flow out, one by one. I check it over once its done. I type it up, and put it here. Always dreading no one will care, and thats a writters biggest fear.A writters biggest fear.
by ~VikiVengeance7x
Muddy Monkeys.We look into them and melt,Muddy Monkeys.
The emerald green of your eyes,
And the muddy brown of mine,
Made them like this.
Our 5.
Joey-With your emerald greens,
Finny-With my muddy browns .
Our gorgeous boys.
And our girls- Amber, Hazel and Jade.
A perfect Mixture of us both.
Our emerald and mud intertwined gave our girls what our boys call Toad Eyes.
A shock of green with passing patches of my mud.
Like a rainy pitch in spring.
It was a gift.
Our Eyes, Our Sight.
by ~x-XgabzOX-x
Wingedby ~EYES-HALF-OPEN
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: The music block.
- Interests: Writing. Music.
- Favourite movie: Fantasia
- Favourite band or musician: Leonard Cohen
- Favourite genre of music: Acoustic/classical
- Favourite poet or writer: Jodi Picoult
- Favourite style of art: Photographic
- Operating System: Windows.
- MP3 player of choice: Crappy, crappy old iPod mini
- Shell of choice: Seashell!
- Wallpaper of choice: Random photographs
- Skin of choice: chicken skin is nice
- Favourite game: Playing with your mind
- Favourite gaming platform: SNES
- Favourite cartoon character: Yoshi
- Personal Quote: "give me ambiguity or give me something else."
- Tools of the Trade: A pen and a lappy.
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